tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2913239894623085835.post4161325167645837056..comments2013-01-21T19:37:56.514-05:00Comments on Deeply Problematic: OCD, language, and my place on the disability spectrum, part twoRMJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14239084819919682523noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2913239894623085835.post-88275933004962471422009-07-12T21:58:14.307-04:002009-07-12T21:58:14.307-04:00Wow, you could&#39;ve written my history except pe...Wow, you could&#39;ve written my history except people noticing I was weird and not having friends. I guess I was so restrictive on my OCD, or maybe my parents just thought I was &quot;my own person,&quot; but I didn&#39;t receive any help until I was 21 and in college. I went to a therapist because I couldn&#39;t do homework (thought I was going to go to hell for reading &quot;bad scenes&quot; in my lit books), and I finally took some drugs and got better. My OCD focused on scrupulosity: I picked a religion (Catholic) and stuck to the rules like glue, constantly afraid I was going to Hell for minor infractions.<br /><br />I&#39;m constantly reminding my friends that my OCD is a part of whom I am and that I&#39;m still working with it every day to form life because when you&#39;re functioning properly, people don&#39;t seem to keep it in mind that you might be mentally battling something at that moment.thestruahttp://thestrua.livejournal.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2913239894623085835.post-81918470639616841242009-07-08T18:22:19.136-04:002009-07-08T18:22:19.136-04:00Thank you, kaninchenzero. I really appreciate that...Thank you, kaninchenzero. I really appreciate that.RMJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14239084819919682523noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2913239894623085835.post-47031529212494201382009-07-08T18:15:36.730-04:002009-07-08T18:15:36.730-04:00Hi, I&#39;m kaninchenzero, coming from the blogaro...Hi, I&#39;m kaninchenzero, coming from the blogaround at Shakesville. It&#39;s hard writing about our own disabilities, especially with the culturally-installed voices that keep telling us &quot;well mine&#39;s not <em>that</em> bad, it doesn&#39;t really count.&quot; And there&#39;s always the risk (as I found out again today whee!) of inadvertently offending someone you like.<br /><br />So I wanted to thank you for writing these and for sharing them with us. And to let you know that yes, you do count. Even if the things that can make you disabled are pretty well controlled right now, you still live with the uncertainty of wondering when they won&#39;t be, and knowing what it&#39;s like when they&#39;re not.Moirahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01032500776429683299noreply@blogger.com